The steady, rhythmic thump of a soft ball landing in the hollow of an open hand stayed silence falling around him as he sat juggling with one hand on a bench, a book rested in his other hand. Looking up at the birds that circled each other casually in the sky, Kit sighed and returned his tired eyes to his book. Not entirely focused on the page they were reading his eyes told him of a shadow that had appeared in his peripheral vision. Turning his head slightly to see who had joined him on the bench he noticed Robbie sitting beside him.

Closing his book Kit rested it on his lap and sighed again, "Why do I do it Robbie?"

"Read Shakespeare?"

"No, I mean why do I not have the balls to say no to Robyn and stick with it?"

"Oh." Robbie breathed looking up at the sky, "I hate myself for giving in as well but I can accept that in the long run its better that we're doing this now rather than when she's hurt someone and there is no other option."

"What if it does more harm than good?"

"Like with her operation we'll cross that bridge when we come to it."

"It always seems to be the best policy."

Robbie nodded and turned his attention from the sky to the book resting on Kit's lap, "Hamlet."

"What?"

"The book, it's Hamlet."

"Oh, yeah. To be, or not to be, that is the question: whether 'tis nobler in the mind to suffer the slings and arrows of outrageous fortune or to take arms against a sea of troubles, and by opposing them to die to sleep-"

"That's enough, William." Robbie interrupted with a wry smile and stood up, "We better get some lunch in us before we go to visit Robyn."

Kit nodded and stood up also, "Good idea. My stomach's started talking to me."

"Uh oh. How does a pizza sound?"

Shaking his head while chuckling, Kit turned round and headed for home closely followed by a slightly confused looking Robbie.

Completely unbeknownst to the people on the ground a pair of blue eyes was watching the town intently and especially concentrating their attention on the two men that had been talking in the garden. With his two favourite targets gone and no one else visible to either his naked eyes or his telescope Sportacus stood up and walked from the viewing platform into his airship. He smiled when his eyes fell on Ellen who had been waiting patiently for him to finish his spying session. Tossing his telescope over to the piloting section of his once lonely airship he sat beside Ellen on the bed. He felt one of his hands being taken into one of hers and smiling again he kissed the hand that had captured his.

"How do you feel about what Robyn said to me yesterday?" Ellen asked after a few minutes.

Sportacus shrugged, "Disappointed and a little angry."

"Don't be angry at her Sportacus. She's having a hard time at the moment and I stuck my oar in where it wasn't wanted."

"I'm glad you understand. Why don't you come with me, Robbie and Kit? I can introduce you properly to Robyn then."

"No, she'd feel threatened. I think it'd be better if we talked to her when she comes home after she gets better."

"Ok. They'll be here soon I should expect, will you be around when we get back?"

Ellen nodded, "Sure, I can find something to do while you're away aside from counting the seconds."

A wide grin crossed Sportacus' face and he kissed Ellen firmly. Ellen responded to the kiss but Sportacus came rapidly back to his senses and gently pushed her away before he got himself too deeply into a situation that he'd regret. Smiling shyly he kissed her on the cheek before standing up and walking over to the window deck. Looking at the town below him he noticed Kit and Robbie leaving the house.

With a sigh he turned back to face Ellen, "Robbie and Kit are on their way over. Are you sure you don't want to come?"

"Maybe another time when she's settled in a little more to save upsetting her further. I better get going, send me a letter when you get back."

"Sure. I guess I'll see you later then."

Ellen smiled as she stood on the platform. At Sportacus' command it lowered and grabbing hold of the ladder she climbed down. By the time she'd reached the ground Robbie and Kit were waiting to climb the ladder and she nodded a greeting to them before heading to her car. Her ears pricked when she heard one of the men mention her name but she didn't turn to look at them. As far as she was concerned they could say what they liked about her, it didn't matter to her and what she did with Sportacus was none of their business.

Unlocking her car she sat in the driver's seat and sighed as she saw the airship pull away. As it hurtled out of sight she felt herself missing him even though they'd not been parted for all that long. Shaking the feeling from her head she was tempted to deliver another letter with a new threat to Robbie's house in the occupants' absence but the chances of her getting caught were too great. There was much she had yet to do in accordance with the plans that she and Dominic had made, the letters were only the beginning. She kept trying to figure out why she was continuing to carry out the plans since Dominic had met his unfortunate demise but remembering the green dress she'd found in one of the bedrooms in his house she was reminded. She knew that the dress belonged to what Dominic had termed a 'silent partner' in their business. Not willing to incur the wrath of this partner she did as she had been told, knowing the reputation of this partner she knew it was wiser to put up or be shut up in a coffin.

Leaning over the passenger's seat she opened up the door to the glove compartment and pulled out a well concealed hardback book. Sitting upright in her seat again she opened the book and flicked through the pages until she came to a section where a large amount of the pages had been glued together and a hole cut out of the centre of them. Inside the hole was a collection of envelopes, envelopes containing one out of several letters she so desperately wanted to deliver. Fighting her growing temptation she shut the book and put it back where it belonged.

A blue piece of paper flying through the open front window of her car made her jump but she recognised it to be a piece of paper from Sportacus' airship. She opened it and smiled when she read the words, 'Miss you.'